I was in Canada recently to attend an Olympics event.
As I adjusted to the new surroundings, my consciousness rose to encompass the snow capped mountains. My inner vision was awakened to see the mighty angels of Archangel Michael's legions.
The memory of Banff tuned me into the increased presence of protective angelic hosts. Perhaps they also had additional vigils during this time of national unity and security as Vancouver receives people from around the world.
The wing spans of these angels were as large as those of airplanes. They glided in close communion with each other amidst the heights of the Canadian Rockies. Even now I see their impenetrable, no-nonsense, yet loving and humble service of advancement of the Will of God into the planes of mater.